Wow, nighters.

I will not be blogging more than this slight post for the moment. I returned from camping earlier, and I am very tired. The trip went well, if a small and short one, it is a beginning. I learned a few things, did some new things, and did well as far as I am concerned. My friend held up well, and did some new things herself. We were both planning on staying an extra night, but the guy who arrived next to us this afternoon first wondered if I had beer, No; then wondered if I had ice for his beer (great start here, though it ‘might’ have been incidental), No, we use freezer packs; as well, speaking with him put me to mind of speaking with Ozzy. He was foul mouthed and unaware. Nothing personal, well, that is not true.

As for me, I would have preferred to stay and fish, cool down after reloading the boat to the rack, and then have a good nights sleep so as to have more energy to pack, and to pack before the heat.. As I said, the Q.O.D. was just having a ball. In spite of heat, mosquito bites, imperfections, and such, we really were enjoying the moments, together and alone. At least this means it will probably happen again, together. It certainly means I may head out solo as well.

Yes, I know my plans and dreams. But why are you just not doing them, you ask. It is simple, they are dreams, hopes, thoughts, and such. I never did know that they could be true. I have to find out each step of the way, with only the doing any kind of proof of the reality of those. It is like the chef who dreams of developing, preparing, then serving a 9 course meal. Any one development is a challenge to develop, then cook. But to truly produce the whole meal will be a trick all on it’s own.

I had dropped of Tiger Lily, with gear, at her place before returning to the cave. She thought it would be nifty if we had dinner with our remaing supplies. Fine, most of it is at the cave, so all she has to do is show up. She walks! Gack! Anyway, I will not be driving her home or turning the ac down, she has to know this? Sort of, she thinks. Supper is complete, she sleeps, wiped out by the day and an allergy pill she took before arriving. Looks like we still sort of get our last night of sort of camping anyway.

I really am tired. I will write soon.